☆ True Darkness ☆

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Priv. / Highly Sel. Vanitas from the Kingdom Hearts saga. LOW ACTIVITY. Profile picture found on Google, from Pinterest. sideblog to @multif0rmed. Written by Stunton (She / They, 21+). Blog est. 11/6/24.

Guidelines. Verses.

Blogroll: Master Xehanort , Posessed!Sora, & Young Xehanort

[starhoodies]

The vibes of Riku KH1 tho

[siblingsoflight]

Celeste stepped out of the cottage, dressed in her training clothes, silver hair pulled neatly back into a ponytail. She had a bag on her shoulder. She stopped as Ortansia popped her head out, informing Celeste to be back by sunset. The teen nodded before she started down the path leading to the woods where the training grounds laid.

Celeste hummed to herself as she walked along the path. Soon, she arrived, but something felt off. Like she wasn't alone. Maybe Master Oswald was nearby, watching like he sometimes did. Celeste shrugged, setting her bag on the bench before stretching.

Once she was ready, she called forth her keyblade, a beautiful blue and green blade with a music theme. It was oddly fitting of the child as she always singing or had music around her. Getting into position, Celeste began going through her exercises, not able to shake the feeling of being watched.

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Moments, minutes, hours.

Whatever amount of time had passed, the boy remained patient. But eventually, impatience coursed through him, and when he thought it had been a good enough moment -- he rushed forward, hopping down from one of the tress. Void Gear pointed itself towards the young teen, as a sadistic grin smeared across his expression. Something crazed loomed within his gaze.

"You don't know me.. or perhaps you do. It's been awhile." He walked forward, bowing in a sarcastic fashion.

"I am Vanitas... A connection to your past." Definitely should get her attention - even if he suddenly spurred this moment without a care in the world. If she'd attack? No problem - he'd take care of her. But if she got injured ... that'd be another story.

Another loving lesson from his beloved Master.

He rolled a shoulder at the thought.

[betweendawnanddark]

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It was a trace, at first. Wisps of Darkness weren't so unusual even long after places had been without any threat of Heartless, and it had taken Riku a long time to learn he didn't have to constantly keep looking over his shoulder with every little shift in the breeze, but--

No. Stronger. He slowed to a stop and cautiously looked around, not necessarily expecting to see anything. The smell was undeniable, and suddenly very potent. Nothing was outright attacking him, which didn't make him feel any less tense as his eyes scanned edges, shadows. Hiding places. He was jolted out of his stillness by a well-meaning elbow, slapping something friendly and neutral on his face as he explained simply that he thought he forgot something. Pleasantries, it was fine, he'd be right back.

Dismissing himself with no particular hurry, Riku's eyes narrowed as he slipped out of sight and followed the trail. Difficult as it was. Too strong, almost, but it just took a little getting used to. Aware that he really wasn't that far away from anyone else, and that his curiosity was probably foolish to sate on his own no matter how quickly Braveheart could materialize in his grasp, he kept his voice low and his gaze continuously scanning. "I know you're here." Familiar and unfamiliar. Certainly not something he encountered regularly, not that that was a comfort.

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betweendawnanddark

Steps almost turned to go back, but when he heard scratches against his awareness, he froze. His body stiffened - going on alert. Too often in, especially, of the past he had learned such a mannerism, but even nowadays it still bled into his frame, despite far less lessons being drilled into him. Of course, being a true darkness only meant that he probably would have been caught, anyways. Shame it just wasn't his brother. His heart ached at such a thought - it uncomfortable.

Void Gear wanted to surge into his grip, but he kept it at bay. No matter. He could always belt out sarcasm, or whatever else defensive retort within his arsenal. He spun, almost wishing he had been wearing his mask, but for whatever reason, he hadn't. It was amusing either way. Silver hair, cyan pools.

Riku, his mind supplied. One of the guardians. Pfft, off-limits.

"And so what? I am leaving. Or at least, before you pointed me out,'' he snarked, lips curling up into a sneer. Yellow gazed harshly into the off-blue, trying to deter him.

"Besides .... you're not my brother."

A pause, as he glanced away, studying something else hard within the environment. ".. Sora. But that should be obvious." He flicked at a lock of his hair, it springing right back into place.

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@siblingsoflight

The dark-haired boy stared at the teenager. That was the one. His master's child .. Could he get her for him, and then he'd be considered 'worthy' again ..? Perhaps so. But really... he's curious. Boots crunched against the gravel, crouching nearby Oswald's residence, waiting for an opening.

So he could get her alone.

It could certainly help that his appearance looked like her older brother. His brother.

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@betweendawnanddark

Eyes stared behind his mask, watching the guardians.

Always trying to covertly find a way to study one of his brothers more closely. Hey, he didn't interact with any of them, so far as he knew, he was behaving. Disappointing his Master wasn't an option - so he'd have to settle for a middle ground. ..Besides, the last lesson had been horrible enough.

A darkened hand wanted to reach out towards the current Guardians interacting, but his hand only hovered for a moment in the air before slowly lowering it. "Tch." It was soft, and self-scathing.

What was he doing?

Following a weak feeling? Wanting comradery?

Not feel so damn alone?

.......

No, he really should just go back to the Graveyard.

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@fangdstories

Cold, defensive embers gazed towards his Master. His body felt stiff, but he didn't mind. It was natural for him at this point, and he kept a few feet away from the old master. On edge. Always. He couldn't defend him entirely against the other, but would try his damnedest to do so if it came down to it.

.. He hoped he could put on a good show for his Master.

"What is it?" He demanded, vibration floating out of his throat, sarcastic and just a blot of forced relaxation.

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~ Starter - Call ~

Like this for a starter. :3

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IC =/= OOC.

2. No shipping for Vanitas, please. It'd be weird I guess; I can imagine Vanitas not being interested in such a thing.

3. Please be at least 18+, more preferably 21+.

4. Please have a decent enough grip on grammar. Make an effort to write well. People have written with bad grammar before with me, and it turns me off from the RP. However, this may be ignored especially if you have other good qualities to your writing.

5. Dark themes will be present on this blog, because this character is what called a True Darkness.

6. updated as necessary.

[grimfantas]

come back to me

[siblingsoflight]

Sora only gripped his keyblade tighter. He could feel another's anger inside his heart like he could with Roxas' emotions. There was also a small part telling him to run and to get to safety.

"Not happening!" A little voice in the back of his head was telling him to beg. To see if he could trade his freedom for Celeste's, but he doubted they would listen.

"I'm not going anywhere with you!"

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A frown crossed the True Darkness' face. Why couldn't anything be simple? Just because their union didn't have to result in the χ- blade anylonger ... The desire lingered within his chest, but it felt .. dulled. Insulted, even.

''A little fight wouldn't hurt,'' he intoned, eyes not moving away from the other, as whisps of darkness starting to leak from everywhere around them. His eyes glowed deeply, as he held up his hand. A shimmer of light - and his keyblade formed.

''Oh, yes, you are."

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"If any of you hurt her..."

He left the threat in the air. In truth, Sora wanted to drag any of the organization's members to the Mysterious Tower and demand answers about his sister's fate. He felt that bubbling in his chest he felt the first time he met Vanitas. He wondered if he could the other boy to slip something.

"it does matter. If you're not gonna tell me where Celeste is, you can tell me what you want."

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Vanitas tch'd. "Oh no, whatever shall we do ..? Relax. Whatever happens with her and old man ... happens." Gods.. he could feel the scream of an Unversed wanting out - the pesky feeling of jealousy.

He blinked. What?

Attention on his wants?

A blob formed , and it wiggled out from the boy's arm, previously within his chest. He gasped, staggering a bit back as it very quickly scrambled off. "Wonderful .." he hotly muttered, before looking at sora.

"To be finally merged with you, Ventus. Same as before - it won't ever change."

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Sora stopped when he saw Vanitas. Rage filled his chest. The thought of Celeste either being used as a vessel or chained up somewhere filled his head. He felt his keyblade manifest in his grip. He wanted to charge forward, but he had to be careful. He was alone and wouldn't be able to call for backup.

"Vanitas! What have you done to Celeste?!"

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A frown quickly formed onto his face - of course it all boiled down to what his Master had in mind. The world revolved around the old man .. sadly enough. He could feel a bubble within his chest, but he pushed it down as much as possible. In a way, it hurt - but it definitely allowed Unversed from coming out of him willy-nilly.

''Of course .. how could I forget ..?" he murmured.

''She is simply reunited with her Father. What's the harm in that?" He let his keyblade shimmer into his grip.

''.. besides, Ventus, that's not important."

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Twilight Town was so different at night. Sora walked through the streets, hands in his pockets. He should be at home in the apartment asleep, but his room felt too stuffy even with a fan. When he closed his eyes he kept seeing Celeste's last text. He found us. Tell Oswald and lay low.

If it wasn't for his friends, he would've been out of the Mysterious Tower and looking for his sister. Riku had sat with him while Mickey and Oswald went to check Melody's burial site. They had returned with news of a struggle and Celeste's gummi phone broken, unknown if it was broken by her to keep anything out of her attacker's hands or if was done to keep her from calling for help. Either way, Celeste was gone.

I wonder if that 7/11 has anything. I need to try to actually eat something. Sis would kill me if she knew.

With that, he began to make his way across town.

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The darkling paused however from actually entering the portal, catching something out of the corner of his eye. Movement down below .. He hadn't expected anything - and so he turned. A certain familiar tug bloomed within his chest.

And not from an Unversed trying to worm its way free.

"B-Brother?" His voice cracked upon seeing the spikey-haired youth wandering alone through the streets.

What fucking luck. And especially after the struggle in between Celeste and his Master.

His own goals floated to the forefront of his mind, as he jumped down the numerous platforms to only end up a few feet away from Sora. "Ventus .. Sora .. we meet once again,'' he remarked, slowly walking towards the other boy.

[vacationisalie]

That voice makes his stomach lurch; it's right, but it's wrong. Too low, too gravelly. Too dark. It's still enough to have Roxas moving swiftly, rounding the corner and coming to a halt with a spray of dirt at his heels, staring down the other end of a Keyblade into a face that is equal parts right, equal parts wrong.

Ventus had spoken about him, a little. This would have to be...

"So you're Vanitas."

Fantastic. Oathkeeper is quick to appear in his hand, raised in a similar fashion. Pointed out in a grip that's all wrong, on a face Vanitas knows all too well.

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Confusion flashed within the boy's face, as he took in the other's appearance. As soon as the other spoke, he knew.

''You're not Ventus .. Venty Wenty ..'' he said mockingly, only lowering his keyblade somewhat. How disappointing ..

''I am. Who's speaking?'' he belted out quickly, a sneer built up onto his face.

[ocsareawesome]

The mild wind rang hollow among dusty and dilapidated buildings, untouched for months if not years. One of the smaller structures had the footprints of some large reptile frozen into the ground but even they were at least a few weeks old. As if whatever lived here had abandoned the place. There were spots here and there where the ice felt more like slush but lingering on those softer patches of ground would make Vanitas sink about an inch deeper than anticipated. As if there was a layer of something loose underneath the snow.

Meanwhile Sonari dove through a portal somewhere beyond Vanitas' perception. She landed in the black, glassy soot with an ungraceful limp. Wandering off somewhat, Sonari looked for a stable floor or foundation from one of the structures to rest and recover upon. The first real sign of any life Vanitas might find were droplets of blue blood trailing from where the portal had been. That and the massive footprints that dispersed some of the more thawed ground. Whatever was here was wounded.

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It was strange, alright .. he stumbled a bit forward, almost falling especially when he had stepped in the softer spots. It lightly alarmed him, and he pulled his feet out quickly when it had happened. It happned far too many times already .. He squinted, trying to determine what it had been.

''Weird ..'' he mumbled, picking his vision away from the sight, and instead looked elsewhere. Not much seemed different but ..

Wait a second. His eyes fell onto something within the strange ground and he crept closer. Droplets ... blood? Or something else? He shook his head, lifting a hand and waited for a corridor to appear. ..Nothing appeared. "Seriously?" he barked out, before turning to follow the bizarre trail. Perhaps whatever it was, could assist him getting back ..

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@siblingsoflight liked THIS for a starter ;;

Some days he didn't mind having his helmet off - this was such a day. He could feel the wind blowing his dark hair gently, and it felt ... nice? He didn't know how to coin it. Perhaps, freeing. Even he very well knew he could have been mistaken for his brother ...

He swiveled around, after feeling he had observed this world aplenty for the Organization's daily maintenance. How he hated it but ..

No doubt, it'd pay off in the end, right?

''Even if he's an asshole ..'' he whispered.